Becoming Yourself (Rehab Roleplay)

hay7199 • 16 November 2012 at 10:25 PM

(Yeah. I've been on and off quickly each day, post one or two posts every few days. This is the first RP I've created sence last mounth, hope you guys like it!)

When you look at yourself in the mirror, you critisize everything you see, your nose, your eyes, your skin, your ears. Everything!
One day, you find that you have had many suisidal thoughts. Sometimes even making them real, but you needed help, special help. So, you've been sent to Rehab, the name normaly used is Prostitory Instatute for Trobled People, or P.I.T.P. Will you get better?

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* No violence, just because you WERE suisidal, doesnt mean you are in the RP, thats just your past.
* P.I.T.P is alot like private school, its not all 'Jumpsuits and slop'. You have nice uniforms and good rooms. NO MIXING GENDERS IN ROOMS.
* IF read, please put P.I.T.P somewhere on yyour form.
* Romance, thats optinal, but its only basicly cuddles and pecks.
* Please try and use the grammar rules.
* No more than 4 characters.
*All other eggcave rules apply.
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Name:
Age arrived at P.I.T.P:
Current age:
Gender:
Problems: (Phisical, mental, or just plain suisidal)
Personality: [Opt]
Looks:
Pets: [Opt]
Room Number:
Residing: [Patient, nurse, phyciatrist*Spell fail*]
Other:
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Rooms:

(Female Corradors) (Two to a room)
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2-
3-
4-
5-

(Male Corradors)
1-
2-
3-
4-
5-

Charaters in all:

iceyfira • 16 November 2012 at 10:48 PM

@hay7199 Dude. o3o Epic.

Name: Vann Ka'ae
Age arrived at P.I.T.P: 13
Current age: 16
Gender: Male
Problems: Mental (Has actual voices in his head, talking to him, guiding him, annoying him, ect., sorta like a real self conscious.)
Personality: Nice, caring, and sweet. Until the voices start speaking to him. Then he seems disoriented and confused, as if arguring with himself. P.I.T.P. has been helping him calm down, though.
Looks: Shaggy brown hair, and dark brown eyes. Tall, and not very muscular, though. Tends to try and keep his arms covered, for they are mangled with scars.
Pets: Kitten named Dusk. ~Small gray kitten, seemilngly never grows in size.~
Room Number: 5
Residing: Patient
Other: Tends to draw a lot. On everything. Everywhere.

hay7199 • 16 November 2012 at 10:50 PM

@iceyfira There is only 5 rooms.

iceyfira • 16 November 2012 at 10:52 PM

@hay7199

Oops. //shot// TO EDIT. O3O

hay7199 • 16 November 2012 at 11:02 PM

Name: Luna Lovegood
Age arrived at P.I.T.P: 12
Current age: 15 soon to be 16
Gender: Female
Problems: (Phisical, mental, or just plain suisidal) Suisidal
Personality: She usually seems curios and a day-dreamer, but doesnt often tell of her past. She is kind and at times, closes herself in. When she was little she was taught to respect other's wishes before her own.
Looks: Blonde hair and blue eyes. She usually wears a checkered skirt and a checkered tie. She also wears a white school shirt.
Pets: A St. Bernard named Titanis
Room Number: 3
Residing: [Patient, nurse, phyciatrist*Spell fail*] Patient
Other: None

carter • 17 November 2012 at 10:26 AM

@hay7199

Name: Jasper
Age arrived at P.I.T.P: 11
Current age: Around 18
Gender: Male
Problems: (Physical, mental, or just plain suicidal) All of the above, but not all at once. His Problems come and go, most of the time he actually seems normal.
Personality: Jasper isn't a very happy or nice person, he is quiet at times and hates being near a lot of people at once.
Looks: He is of average height for his age, but still standing taller than most people. He has pale skin and thick black hair. Jaspers eyes are dark gray-blue. He tries to wear black when ever he can, and when people ask him his favorite color he always responds with Black.
Pets: None, they will not let him keep any.
Room Number: 1
Residing: [Patient, nurse, psychiatrist] Patient.
Other: P.I.T.P

seaangel • 17 November 2012 at 10:49 AM

(P)Name: Melisa Rose Richard
Age arrived at P.I.T.P: 12
Current age: 15
Gender: Female
(I)Problems: Mental
Personality: Hides her emotions when around people. Though when she does show her emotions it's through tears. Melisa has many talents, but those too are hidden.
(T)Looks: She's about 5'7 and sort of skinny. Her skin is tanned and matches her dark appearance. She has brown eyes filled of sorrow and fear that are framed by black straight bangs with (P)dark purple strikes in them along with the rest of her hair that goes down to her shoulder blades and is, most of the time, perfectly straight. Her lashes are long and lips are naturally red.
Pets: A calico cat the is more black then anything named Guinevere.
Room Number: 1
Residing: Patient.
Other: You didn't say were I had to put it. XD
@hay7199

hedwig68 • 17 November 2012 at 11:15 AM

Name: Alexandria "Alex" Hunter
Age arrived at P.I.T.P (<---I didn't even have to put it. XD): 11
Current age: 15
Gender: Female
Problems: Mental
Personality: She is a very quiet person but when she does talk she talks about the most random topics, her favorite topic is soap. She often calls people by random names and she doesn't care that some look at her likes she's crazy. She is also bipolar, one moment she'll be happy and excited and the next she could be yelling. On rare occasions she will act like a normal person, where she's ordinary and kind but those occasions are very rare.
Looks: She is tall for her age standing at about 5'11". She has pale skin and her eyes are forest green with a hint of amber in them. She has a mental smile on her face. She has pitch-black hair with crimson streaks in it and her hair is slightly spiky, it looks as if it's never brushed and it comes to about her neck. She has a bang that covers half her left eye and she always seems to be brushing it aside so that she can see. She always wears a dirty black t-shirt, jeans, a black leather jacket, and black combat boots.
Pets: X
Room Number: 4
Residing: Patient

jupiter_hollow • 17 November 2012 at 4:10 PM

@hay7199

Name: Adaxiel Linus
Age arrived at P.I.T.P: 17
Current age: 19
Gender: Female
Problems: Mental.
Personality: Silent and calculative, a genious in disguise (which is why people think her crazy). She's mainly found sulking in a corner or in the company of a computer. Technology is her weakness. She cannot stand being in a group with other people, but somehow manages in socializing with one person at a time. Understanding, but lacks the capability to show it.
Looks: Quite short- has a height of 5'4 and thin, Adaxiel is obviously not one to stand out of the crowd. She's rather thankful for those features, however, since she likes it that way. She's a strange sight to behold. Tanned skin, contrasting to unevenly cut, short, dirty-blond hair, that's usually tied up. A good bunch of strands usually frame her face and stunning green eyes, made ugly by a pair of round optics (without which she is blind as a mole). Clothes are fashioned to seem rather geeky- gray sweater with overly long sleeves, underneath a large white jacket and plain black jeans with ends, tucked into gray ankle-lenght boots.
Pets: Neh 😋
Room Number: ?
Residing: Psychiatrist.
Other: P.I.T.P. Hm, well, maybe she can be an asigned psychiatrist for certain people? ^^ Whoever wants to really XD

hay7199 • 17 November 2012 at 9:56 PM

@carter Lola's permanent charries name is jasper, I dont think I can accept. Sorry.

jupiter_hollow • 17 November 2012 at 10:02 PM

@hay7199 Can I give a few reasons why Carter should join?

hay7199 • 17 November 2012 at 10:03 PM

Sure

jupiter_hollow • 17 November 2012 at 10:06 PM

@hay7199 Well, Jasper is actually a common name first off. You can't really bann a person from a roleplay just because their chaarcter is named Elizabeth or something? Or Alex for instance. They're nothing alike, Lola's Jasper and Carter's Jasper, because Carter's Jasper is a destructive psycho who is really dangerous (I've seen him in roleplay). And Lola isn't even in the roleplay.

iceyfira • 19 November 2012 at 4:22 PM

@hay7199

So am I accepted or....? XD

jupiter_hollow • 20 November 2012 at 10:58 AM

@hay7199 >.> *pokes*

hay7199 • 20 November 2012 at 11:06 AM

@iceyfira @jupiter_hollow Yes...?

jupiter_hollow • 20 November 2012 at 11:07 AM

@hay7199 Can we start? ^^ Are you starting? 😋

hay7199 • 20 November 2012 at 11:38 AM

@jupiter_hollow Sure!

Luna walked down the hall, her mind a blank slate. She looked as if she had a far away glare. She walked into her self-respect class.

jupiter_hollow • 20 November 2012 at 12:13 PM

@hay7199 YAY! 😃 @carter @iceyfira @hedwig68 @seaangel Guys we can start! 😃 By the way still searching for patients for Adaxiel 😋

It was a gloomy morning, sky covered in bright gray clouds that blocked any sunlight intrusion. Therefore the city was a bit more dimly lit than usual, but from the fifteenth floor of the apartment building, she could still delight in watching the entire population wake up. It was 5 in the morning and the streets were empty. There was, of course, that occasional somebody trottling down the streets - apparently having an unfortunately early job to get to; but otherwise it was tranquile.

The wide, lenghty windows took up the entire left wall of her living room so she could see every small speck of a person in the city, even now, while she sat cross-legged on the floor, rummaging through paperwork. Buried nose deep in the pile of papers and overflowing folders, she flipped through the countless pages of development documentations, pictures and newspaper clippings. A steaming cup of coffee rested on the far edge of the couch, that was littered with even more files. She scribbled and searched and looked through every single slip of paper she could get her hands on.

It was routine work every day - a rather boring job to do so early in the morning, taken her mind barely managed to function properly. But nevertheless, she sometimes found interest in sticking her nose in the dusty dosies and researching her patients... It felt good to know everything.

redstar-fireclan • 20 November 2012 at 12:19 PM

Name: Storm(Or Stormy)
Age arrived at P.I.T.P: 12
Current age: 16
Gender: female
Problems: Plain sudical
Personality: Mean and demanding. She always has her pet Tiger beside her for no reason. She claims he protects her...
Looks: Short, black-haired girl.
Pets: Sharp Tooth the Tiger
Room Number: 1?
Residing: Patient
Other: Um...nah 😋

hay7199 • 20 November 2012 at 12:37 PM

@redstar-fireclan Sorry, but the pet has to be a normal one, Cat, dog, hamster, ferret, ect. Get it?

seaangel • 20 November 2012 at 4:01 PM

@hay7199

Wait so am I accepted?? Sorry, I don't think that it's clear and I don't want to start with and you say I'm not accepted.

carter • 20 November 2012 at 4:02 PM

@hay7199 I am accepted, right?

iceyfira • 20 November 2012 at 4:34 PM

Vann shuddered, the voices seeking refuge in his thoughts. "No... go away..." he muttered into his pillow. He wanted a peaceful nights sleep for once, this constant bickering in his head kept him up at night.

'No. YOU go and tell the boy that.'
'Nuh uh. You tell him that, he needs to hear it from someone who will make him remember.'

"You know I can hear what both of you are saying, right?" He growled. The voices stopped for a minute, making Vann think he won this round. Closing his eyes, he started drifting off.

'Shut UP!!' A sharp voice called, jolting Vann awake once more. "Both of you, calm down." He whispered, groggily looking at the clock near his bed. About 5 in the morning. Great.

'Great, you woke him up.'
'IM not the one who started screaming.'

hedwig68 • 20 November 2012 at 4:57 PM

Alex walked through the hallway, her look glazed and mad. She stopped a random boy in the hallway and said in a very loud voice, "How dare you not bow to royalty!" She yelled, pointing at him in accusation. The boy look scared and he bowed quickly before running away. Alex laughed and continued walking, books in hand.

She stopped in front of the classroom and read the name of the class, "Self-Respect. Oh, I hope we talk about soap!!!" She said excitedly and raced into class where she saw a girl with blonde hair, "Hi, I'm Queen Alex the first, bow to me peasant!" She ordered, pulling out a bar of soap from her backpack and began to smell it. XD

@hay7199

jupiter_hollow • 20 November 2012 at 5:28 PM

@iceyfira @hedwig68 @hay7199 All those psychos :'D Beautiful...

The elelctronic clock hanging on the wall behind her gave out a sharp beep, to which her head snapped up. She looked at the time, pushing her reading glasses further up the bridge of her nose to see the small red indicator numbers on it's display.
'5:15' she mouthed silently, pulling herself up with a groggy groan. It took her some time to gather all fleeting papers from the ground and sort them out neatly into folder before said clock beeped out 5;30 and she rushed to get dressed.

She pulled on a simple white shirt and a coat over it, jeans and some boots too. Redying herself for the chilly wheather outside with a thick white scarf over half her face, Adaxiel walked into the living room again, taking one last comforting sip of her coffee and grabbed the workbag from the floor. At exactly 5:45 she was on her way to the Rehab Center, trottling hurriedly along the empty morning streets. Her breath came out as a thick mist that shaded her frosted glasses. She could barely see where she was going, but somehow managed to reach the building whole. Walking along the thin street towards the Center, Adaxiel looked up to one of the unshaded windows, spotting a few figures by it. Another patient stared at her from the lower floor window on the very right.

Two years and yet she still couldn't get used to their piercing eyes peering into her every time she neared the building...

carter • 20 November 2012 at 6:09 PM

@jupiter_hollow
@iceyfira
@hedwig68
@hay7199
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Jasper sat on the edge of his bed, alone in his room again. 'I'm not crazy...Am I?' He thought. Every day, every morning, the same question ran through his head. What was wrong with him? He looked out of the large window in his room, the sky was a gray color seeming to shade the hues of the world. His Gray-blue Irises scanned the streets, stopping on a moving figure.
Every morning he watched workers come to the building. It felt like he didn't even sleep anymore. 'What was the word for that?' The teenager thought. 'Insomnia' The word flew into his mind. Had he heard it before? He couldn't tell. Jasper gave a glance at his clock on the table next to his bed. What did time matter to a crazy person? He shook his head slightly, then looked back out the window. The Figure was almost gone now, and with a sigh Jasper stood up.
His black hair was messed up from sleep and he had dark lines under his eyes like he hadn't slept in years. With a yawn he got dressed, wearing a plain black shirt and dark jeans. Almost every day was the same, why couldn't something good happen? Something interesting? Jasper shook his head slightly. He'd been here for 7 years and yet things could still shock him. 'Don't give up.' He thought to himself 'Just survive today.'

iceyfira • 20 November 2012 at 6:21 PM

@jupiter_hollow XD I love all this craziness. X3



Being the only one in this room, he wasnt interrupting anyones sleep with his talking.

'Go to sleep boy.'
'Yeah, we wont hurt eachother.... much.'

Vann sighed, sitting up in his bed. Glaring at the wall in front of him, like it was the source of his problem, he cursed at the voices intruding on his sleep.

jupiter_hollow • 20 November 2012 at 6:23 PM

@carter

Giving the large double doors a faint push, Adaxiel rushed in, savouring the blissfull warmth of the Center's foyer. She tugged the thick scarf down from her lips and breathed out, inhaling warm air this time. She sighed happily, working on pulling of her coat and scarf. Again welcomed with the gloomy grey faces of her colleagues, Adaxiel walked inside to hang her belongings in their rightful place before moving towards the large desk located in the foyer's middle.
"Adaxiel Linus." she sighed out like every single morning, repeating her name and office number, even though the assistant knew all too well where she worked and who she was. A raven head poked out from the counter, a frown on the old lady's wrinkled face. She dipped below the counter again, rummaging through papers as it seemed, before surfacing into view again, to hand Adaxiel a large folder.
"Y're assigned to new patients." the groggy old woman replied.

It took her a bit to process the words and also the folder. She frowned, flipping only the top cover open, but closed it shortly, letting out a sigh.

In five minutes, she already stood in front of one room in the Center's old wing. The corridors were dusty and chipped off of their paint. A small number- 1, hung on the door and as she walked in, the cold air hit her face, like it'd done outside. Huddling deeper into her shirt, she walked in.
"Good morning..." she peeked inside the folder, to recall the boy's name. "... Jasper." she smiled.

carter • 20 November 2012 at 6:40 PM

@jupiter_hollow
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Jasper was sitting on his bed, back to the door when she came in. "Go away." He growled as he turned to face her. His pale skin contrasted greatly with his black hair making his skin look even paler. His gray-blue eyes looked almost like the sky had this morning, but they were more blue then the clouds over head. The lines under his eyes still showed that he got little sleep, he didn't even know why but sleep was not a good friend of his and the teen didn't think it even enjoyed darkening his brain into unconsciousness.

Turning his back to the woman again he looked out his window. Jasper's hands were stuffed in his pockets and his toes curled up inside his shoes. The teenager was cold but he wouldn't dare say he was. It wasn't a matter of pride, he thought he deserved it. Why should someone like him be happy? He was crazy so why waist heat on him? What was the point? He was just going to die one day as a crazy old fool if he didn't kill him self before then. Maybe that would fix it. End it all now. Maybe.

Jasper shook his head slightly, as if to get rid of the thought. He had a few more things to do before he could call it quits. A Black bird flew through Jaspers line of sight and perched on top of a telephone pole. There were so many bad things that they were connected with. One of them being, a Black bird meant death. It actually brought a small smile to his face. Such a strange thing to think about such a beautiful bird.